phwew!
so didnt get into the play...meh its okay im kinda dissapointed in myself but you cant get into everything you want to. it would have been really really fun tho...oh well my friend alex is in it which is good so i can see him perform and everything. and because im in theatre arts i get to help a lot with it. i hve a slight feeling that mr. gallant doesnt liek me tho...hmmm.
schools boring. nothing to look forward now that im not in the play. im going up to my cabin tonight and will be back sunday but what a waste of a perfectly good weekend. and then hudson next weekend. so basicly my social life is shot for a good two weeks. i hate it when the drag me up there. god dammit. okay i am not going to go off on a rant cuz i feel one coming on. dammit. sandwhich pokies are fun. oh if i start to talk in a southern accent anytime when im talking its just the aftermath of auditions. the part was for an old southern lady...
funny story. i dropped my cell phone in jeffys toilet... and its not working...so i am deffinately looking forward to my mom killing me. get those floral arrangments ordered now. which leads into another hilarious story. i wanted to call robbie but i forgot his number due to my cell being toiletized. so i tried to remember it and dialed this number that i thot was his. guy answers : "hello this is pizza hut how may i help you" now unless robbie moved to pizza hut im sure this isnt him (although if he did move to pizza hut i might have to hit him up for some free pizzas). so i politely say "damn it wrong number sorry!" and hang up the phone.
being me is exhausting...
schools boring. nothing to look forward now that im not in the play. im going up to my cabin tonight and will be back sunday but what a waste of a perfectly good weekend. and then hudson next weekend. so basicly my social life is shot for a good two weeks. i hate it when the drag me up there. god dammit. okay i am not going to go off on a rant cuz i feel one coming on. dammit. sandwhich pokies are fun. oh if i start to talk in a southern accent anytime when im talking its just the aftermath of auditions. the part was for an old southern lady...
funny story. i dropped my cell phone in jeffys toilet... and its not working...so i am deffinately looking forward to my mom killing me. get those floral arrangments ordered now. which leads into another hilarious story. i wanted to call robbie but i forgot his number due to my cell being toiletized. so i tried to remember it and dialed this number that i thot was his. guy answers : "hello this is pizza hut how may i help you" now unless robbie moved to pizza hut im sure this isnt him (although if he did move to pizza hut i might have to hit him up for some free pizzas). so i politely say "damn it wrong number sorry!" and hang up the phone.
being me is exhausting...